01-04-2023, 10:43 PM
Later that night, Archana and I are in an Uber. We have both had many drinks, maybe which is why I finally initiate the awkward conversation. Archana is in my arms, her head on my chest and her tits pressing against my arms.
"Steve and Leon seem like nice guys." I say.
Archana instantly raises her head and looks into my eyes. She pauses for a couple of second before innocently saying,
"Yes, they are very nice."
And then she starts kissing me, right in the Uber in full view of the driver. Like a distracting tactic I think. Unnecessary, I also think. So I put my hand on her shoulder and say,
"Archu, you know I love you, right?"
She looks into my eyes with her big gorgeous dark eyes and says,
"Yes, Ninu. I love you too!"
"You are the love of my life. The center of my existence. I want you to always be the happiest, no matter what." I say.
She stops and stares at me for several seconds. She looks so gorgeous! Then she gives me a sad smile. Not her usual 64 karat bright smile, but a sad smile.
"I feel the same way, Ninu." she kisses me again.
And then starts unbuckling my belt without any regard to the Uber driver.
--
At this point, you might wonder, why did I not confront my wife and yell at her and divorce her, even after knowing that she was cheating on me?
Good question. Here is my thinking. Our life is still great. Our sex life is better than ever. She still loves me and we still have an awesome daughter together. So why rock the boat? Especially when I personally found the idea of Archana sleeping with other guys to be titillating?
So my philosophy is simple. My wife goes and works out at the gym with some male trainer. My wife is taken to work by a male Uber driver. My wife orders lunch cooked by a male cook. So in the same sense, just like her fitness, transport, food needs are satisfied by other men, so are her sexual needs. Why not, right? I don't own her and she does not own me! We are lovers and soulmates and partners and best friends since kindergarten. She is literally my favorite human being in the whole world, no matter her secrets. Because I have secrets of my own. So let her do what she wants to be happy!
But then something happens that brings all this into the open.
--
"Girls' night out, huh? Okay! When?" I ask.
"Saturday night." Archana says.
"Saturday night is my meteor shower sleepover!" our daughter pipes up without looking away from her phone.
"Okay, great. You will be at the meteor shower sleepover. And Archu will be out with the girls. I guess I will just sleep early!"
Saturday night comes. Our daughter is at the sleepover. Archana is getting ready. to go out. She is wearing a shoulder-less short dress and looking very hot and fuckable. I want to jump her right away. I try to. But she says, "Please Ninu, not now."
OK, not now I think. But then when?
Archana goes to the bar. Thanks to phone tracking, I know which bar. I drive there after our daughter leaves. I know Archana is in there. I enter the bar. I see her. She is with all female friends. Oh wow! So a genuine girls night out, I think. But I still wait in my car in the parking lot.
The night ends. Archana comes out of the bar with the girls. The girls leave, one by one, as their Ubers arrive. Archana is the last one left. She is looking at her phone. I wonder, is she calling an Uber? If she is, I should go home. But no! A car pulls up past me. It is Steve! Not Leon. Just Steve! So she did plan to hook up again. Oh well.
Archana gets into the car with Steve who starts driving. I follow them. The car stops in front of a big mansion. Steve and Archana get out of the car and I see my wife being guided by the hand into the place. At this point, I feel a bit lost. How do I follow them? I park the car in a dark alley and sneak up to the mansion.
The mansion is huge, but also largely open. So I can sneak around and watch things as they progress. I watch and listen as Steve, holding my wife's hand, takes her to the main door and rings the bell. An old white man in his 60s answers the door.
"Hi Uncle Jack, this is the girlfriend I told you about...Archie!"
"Hello, Archie! You are beautiful!"
"Hehehe, thank you!"
My wife is now going by Archie apparently! They enter the house. I circle the house. Uncle Jack is with two other old men and they are all having booze. Archana is introduced to everyone in the house, Then they all move to a big swimming pool in the back. Which is great for me, because it gives me a full view of everything.
So I am standing by the compound wall, hidden, watching my wife, my high college sweetheart, the love of my life going in there with Steve, her fuck buddy, and three old men drooling over her.
"Steve and Leon seem like nice guys." I say.
Archana instantly raises her head and looks into my eyes. She pauses for a couple of second before innocently saying,
"Yes, they are very nice."
And then she starts kissing me, right in the Uber in full view of the driver. Like a distracting tactic I think. Unnecessary, I also think. So I put my hand on her shoulder and say,
"Archu, you know I love you, right?"
She looks into my eyes with her big gorgeous dark eyes and says,
"Yes, Ninu. I love you too!"
"You are the love of my life. The center of my existence. I want you to always be the happiest, no matter what." I say.
She stops and stares at me for several seconds. She looks so gorgeous! Then she gives me a sad smile. Not her usual 64 karat bright smile, but a sad smile.
"I feel the same way, Ninu." she kisses me again.
And then starts unbuckling my belt without any regard to the Uber driver.
--
At this point, you might wonder, why did I not confront my wife and yell at her and divorce her, even after knowing that she was cheating on me?
Good question. Here is my thinking. Our life is still great. Our sex life is better than ever. She still loves me and we still have an awesome daughter together. So why rock the boat? Especially when I personally found the idea of Archana sleeping with other guys to be titillating?
So my philosophy is simple. My wife goes and works out at the gym with some male trainer. My wife is taken to work by a male Uber driver. My wife orders lunch cooked by a male cook. So in the same sense, just like her fitness, transport, food needs are satisfied by other men, so are her sexual needs. Why not, right? I don't own her and she does not own me! We are lovers and soulmates and partners and best friends since kindergarten. She is literally my favorite human being in the whole world, no matter her secrets. Because I have secrets of my own. So let her do what she wants to be happy!
But then something happens that brings all this into the open.
--
"Girls' night out, huh? Okay! When?" I ask.
"Saturday night." Archana says.
"Saturday night is my meteor shower sleepover!" our daughter pipes up without looking away from her phone.
"Okay, great. You will be at the meteor shower sleepover. And Archu will be out with the girls. I guess I will just sleep early!"
Saturday night comes. Our daughter is at the sleepover. Archana is getting ready. to go out. She is wearing a shoulder-less short dress and looking very hot and fuckable. I want to jump her right away. I try to. But she says, "Please Ninu, not now."
OK, not now I think. But then when?
Archana goes to the bar. Thanks to phone tracking, I know which bar. I drive there after our daughter leaves. I know Archana is in there. I enter the bar. I see her. She is with all female friends. Oh wow! So a genuine girls night out, I think. But I still wait in my car in the parking lot.
The night ends. Archana comes out of the bar with the girls. The girls leave, one by one, as their Ubers arrive. Archana is the last one left. She is looking at her phone. I wonder, is she calling an Uber? If she is, I should go home. But no! A car pulls up past me. It is Steve! Not Leon. Just Steve! So she did plan to hook up again. Oh well.
Archana gets into the car with Steve who starts driving. I follow them. The car stops in front of a big mansion. Steve and Archana get out of the car and I see my wife being guided by the hand into the place. At this point, I feel a bit lost. How do I follow them? I park the car in a dark alley and sneak up to the mansion.
The mansion is huge, but also largely open. So I can sneak around and watch things as they progress. I watch and listen as Steve, holding my wife's hand, takes her to the main door and rings the bell. An old white man in his 60s answers the door.
"Hi Uncle Jack, this is the girlfriend I told you about...Archie!"
"Hello, Archie! You are beautiful!"
"Hehehe, thank you!"
My wife is now going by Archie apparently! They enter the house. I circle the house. Uncle Jack is with two other old men and they are all having booze. Archana is introduced to everyone in the house, Then they all move to a big swimming pool in the back. Which is great for me, because it gives me a full view of everything.
So I am standing by the compound wall, hidden, watching my wife, my high college sweetheart, the love of my life going in there with Steve, her fuck buddy, and three old men drooling over her.
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